From November, 2018

My birth story.

As I sit here writing my birth story, almost three years later, I’m amazed at what my body has gone through, and still continues to go through. My daughter was born hours before a snow storm hit Philadelphia in 2016. I remember driving to the hospital with my partner. Excited and nervous. Telling myself not to think about it too much. To just go with the flow. That, no matter how, my daughter would be born soon, and the lower back pain and awful reflux I’d experienced my entire third trimester would soon be over. We arrived at the hospital…